First Imprint Sam's Story.

Chapter 25: Emily Seduction

A/N - I'm switching back to Emily's perspective for this one folks. Please be advised mature content in this chapter.

Chapter 25 - Emily's Seduction

Emily's POV

"So...I was thinking of going up to Makah today?" I told Sam stiffly, not really looking at him as I put some eggs and toast on the table.

It had been like this for the past few days. Ever since he had told me about the impending danger. There was an awkwardness in our relationship that had never been there before. I knew it was my fault too.

I had told him the day after he had mentioned the upcoming battle that it was okay with me for him to go. I knew that if I truly begged and pleaded he wouldn't go, but I didn't want to use my imprint power like that. I knew that he would do anything for me if it meant preventing me from being in pain. He would stay if I revealed to him how much the idea of him going off to this fight terrified me. But how could I live with myself if I made him choose between me and the pack. Furthermore, I knew the pack was going to need his strength tomorrow.

But in truth, I was petrified that I was going to lose him. The psychic vampire had predicted that the newborns would be in the area tomorrow morning. I had stayed up most of last night tossing and turning with worry, although I had pretended to be asleep when Sam had come back from patrolling. It had been like that every night since I had learned what was ahead for my wolf family.

"Don't you have to work today?" Sam said, looking at me uncomfortably. He was being careful to not do anything to upset me and my heart wanted to bleed over how stilted our conversation was.

"I asked for it off. I thought I'd go up and see my parents and Ronnie and Stacy."

"Em," Sam replied carefully. "I don't think that'd be a good idea...there is a lot of vampire activity in the area right now-"

"I was going to invite Quil." I interrupted. "Claire has been asking for him almost every day since they last saw each other. Stacy said Claire's been really crabby."

Now that I told him, I felt an almost desperate need to escape. I felt like the walls were closing in on me and if I didn't leave right then and there, I'd lose it.

"Okay then, let me call Quil," Sam said, smiling sadly at me. He picked up the phone and dialed Quil's number. They talked for a minute before Sam put his hand over the receiver.

"What time do you want to go?"

"Now." I said without hesitation. Sam repeated what I said.

"Do you want him to come here or do you want to pick him up?"

"Tell him I'll come get him and I'm on my way."

"Okay," Sam relayed my message and then hung up. We just stared at each other for a moment before Sam looked down at the floor. "So, I'm not patrolling late tonight. I should be done around 10 pm. I thought maybe we could watch a movie or something. Make a date of it."

"Fine, whatever," I replied woodenly and watched pain flash across his face. I looked away, saying, "I should go get Quil."

I went and grabbed my purse and the truck's keys and then turned back to him. I hesitated for a moment and then ran over to him, jumping up to wrap my arms around his neck so that I could hug him tightly. He wrapped his arms around my waist and tried to bring me in closer, but I had let go and pushed back. Not meeting his eyes, I walked out the door and hopped in the truck.

I made it out of our long drive and turned off on another road before I pulled over to rest my head on the steering wheel. I felt the tears swim in my eyes but I used all my strength to push them back. The depression I had felt since Sam had told me he was going to fight a large group of crazed bloodsucking vampires, hit me like a tidal wave.